Super Stud [TSR]

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#39 of Patreon Story Teasers

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His arousal blossomed tenfold faster than it ever did before, the sensation of his musculature forming rigid curves that he couldn't fully grasp causing him to groan in delight. His girthy pole struck his shredded core with a flex of his pelvis, leaving an impact of precum that matted the fur on his abs. The bricks of bulk on his trunk appeared to be cut from the finest of white marble, only for every breath he took displaying how they were real the whole time.

Every which way he turned to look at his enormity had his cape behind him, acting like a beacon to draw attention his way were anyone else around. A part of him almost wished there was someone there to witness him.

Bringing his arms against his sides showed how both parts of him burgeoned sumptuously from his unexpected expansion. The act of his limbs resting parallel to his trunk was an impossibility, now having to bow out as biceps as big as his head were forced away from his torso because of the lack of space available. Forcing it didn't accomplish much of anything except make him even hornier.

His spiking libido caused his heart beat to be felt through the veins snaking along his doghood, the throbbing flesh undulating in his grasp and forcing a low moan to escape past his lips. Stroking his crotch rocket from base to tip caused a shiver to rip up his spine, his broad musculature tensing as a result. Every pleasurable caress of his fingertips sent electric bliss rocketing through his nerves. Shit, he should've figured this out ages ago.

One hand finding purchase on a meaty pec while the other jerks off his dick, he groaned as the feeling of arousal ignited in his soul, burning brighter than he'd ever felt in his life and not wanting him to stop for anything. His fat balls crashed against his bulky thighs as he pumped his cock with wild abandon, his animalistic instincts guiding his actions and letting his inner beast loose. Every panting breath had his prodigious chest heaving as a result.

Hand coated with leaking pre, Krypto huffed as the pace of his masturbating far exceeded regular Earthly speeds, his super agility stroking his cock faster than a human could comprehend, even if he felt no difference. The only thing that mattered to him now was getting off, the stimulation from his bulky form twisting his face into a pleased grin that let his broad, canine tongue loll past his teeth. Just about the only thing that could make this any better would be burying his bone into someone else, but this worked just fine for him.

With the pressure in his lower half building rapidly, his dense musculature began to twitch from the nearing of his climax and got him to let loose a gasp that had him marginally double over. Every part of his beefy body flexed as he practically fucked his hand. The need to cum hit him harder than it ever had before.

And just like that he pushed himself over the edge, his productive balls pulling up to his crotch and expelling his potent seed. His cumpipe bulged in his grasp as he shot his load out on the grass in front of him, not caring where his output landed. So much creamy spunk painted the greenery white that it almost appeared like an army of men were behind the spontaneous shower of cum. Apparently his super genetics blessed him with more surprises than he initially realized.

It was the first time blasting rope as a muscled hunk, and right away he knew it was the best he'd ever had. He couldn't believe how incredible that was! Was that normal for other Kryptonians his size? He knew he'd likely never get a chance to verify, but the thought got a chuckle out of him.